A full moon hangs above.
Celestial grandeur
augmenting the mystery
of the Gorge at night.
Discrete electric lanterns
light the night walker’s path.
Floodlights enhance the canyon walls.
But the lunar glow
renders them impotent.
Incandescent reflected light
in perfect symbiosis
with primal beauty.
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